Cdot Honcho - Bilbo Freestlye lyrics

[cdot honcho] Cdot man Honcho gang sh**, b**h you already know wtf goin on We in this b**h, gang sh** Shout out rondo, shout out bill Moe We in this b**h, honcho man Aye, run in yo crib wit them lasers Ridin wit that b**h wit yo paper Serve everybody I feel like a waiter I'm ballin I feel like a laker Borrow yo b**h, after that you can take her He got dough so we stay wit them bakers Runnin' yo trap turn that b**h to Jamaica My b**h look like she straight from Malaysia Lovin that b**h I'm so through wit that game wit a b**h I don't want sh** to do wit that My wrist cost a brick I be doin that You super broke i ain't got sh** to do wit that Gang in this b**h rockin thangs in this b**h n***as run up you know foe nem shootin that My [?] 250 I'm doin it yo b**h inlove wit the henny I'm screwin that We them n***as, don't nobody like us We in balmain but ain't none of us bikers Foe nem climb on yo roof like a spider f** her two times then that b**h do a hiker You know we be [?] them dikers Scope on a tec turn that b**h to a sniper All in his face like a Skyper n***a be sh**tin his pants like a diaper These b**hes know I'm a one nighter After the s** gotta reach for my lighter I be f**in them hundreds up dropping' yo cousin off She can s** dick so I like her b**hes know I don't trust these b**hes She stealin' from me I swear imma Ike her Goin wet that b**h up like a diver Stupid b**h man you should've been wiser Aye, b**h! Run it up, give a f** what it cost me You ain't talkin bout money you lost me I be runnin through hundreds so often AR 15 blew a n***a to Boston I be flexin my b**h, she be flossin' n***a try me you wake up in a coffin And a hemmy that [?] I lost em Don't f** a b**h together we just toss em Wanna f** a lil n***a be [?] Stone cold on a b**h like im Austin Gang will make a b**h think she lost it Buy what I want give a f** what it's costing Margiela's I swear I be saucin' These hoes [?] you won't see em too often Got these from sites I don't see you too often Aye! I run up them racks on a daily Eversence avenue pick up from Haiti Pull on yo block a Mercedes Sprayin' sh** down better put up yo baby [?] these b**hes be wildin Coolin' but you know this sh** could get violent That 30 get cool wit a silence Quiet as mice but them bullets be flyin'